So here’s how my morning went:
She opened her eyes.
She stretched—arms above her head, back arched just enough to ruin my sanity.
And just like that… system error. Brain: offline.
I swear she wasn’t even trying.
That sleepy innocence, the tousled hair, the way the morning light kissed her cheeks—
What kind of overpowered pajama DLC is this?
There’s beauty, and then there’s bedhead Miku with a casual stretch and zero awareness of the chaos she just caused.
Sometimes I wonder if she knows.
And honestly… I hope she does.